Xiao Qiye

Hunted for the Alchemical Book in her hand - Mu Ruyue wakes up in the body of a wastrel in Shenwu Continent - a martial arts dominated world. 
Her fiancé has jilted her in favor of her foster sister. 
Her father condones her abuse. 
Her younger sister wishes she was never born. 
And the whole country ridicules and insults her for being a first-rate wastrel.
Wastrel? Not at all. With the Alchemical Book in her hand, what pills and elixirs can't she refine?
Jilted? She'd rather marry the pure and innocent Ghost King, Ye Wuchen.
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Mu Ruyue: Stop calling me Sister!
Ye Wuchen: Can I call you Wife then?
Mu Ruyue: Not that either!
Ye Wuchen: (about to cry)
Mu Ruyue: (sighs) Suit yourself.
Ye Wuchen then leans forward and kisses the corners of her lips.
Mu Ruyue: …Did a child just steal her first kiss?
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Brother 1: Let her go!
Brother 2: She is my mother, why should I let go of her!
Brother 1: Don't ever think of robbing my mother!
Mu Ruyue: Let me introduce you, Jing'er, this is your younger brother. Huang'er, this is your elder brother. 
Huang'er: Mother, this stupid boy bullied me. He's not my brother.
Jing'er: Little guy, from now on, you must listen to me. 
Ye Wuchen: (How exactly do these two regard him? They dare fight over his wife in front of him...)

My Foolish Husband Turned Out to Have a Hidden Identity Too

Qin Yi smiled lightly, "Miss Mu, you can rest assured that no one will disturb you. I will have someone prepare tents for you and your attendant later."


Attendant? Ye Wuchen's brow lifted. Did he really look like an attendant? But there was no helping it, since he was willingly serving this woman...


The night was like water, serene and tranquil.


Ye Wuchen lay quietly with his hands behind his head, his lips curled up in a smile. Under that ordinary appearance, he seemed devilishly charming, bringing the plain visage vividly to life.


This man, even with a common face, could hardly hide his noble and indolent aura.


Suddenly, the tent flap was flung open. Ye Wuchen's purple eyes turned cold, and his piercing gaze shot towards the entrance as he uttered three words softly from his thin lips, "Get out!"


For some reason, Ji Shui Rou felt a sense of fear facing this man.


Chapter 223 He's My Man (Part Two)